On discovering the restaurant, on settling in, you have the immediate feeling of a comfort that envelops, protects and opens up your imagination. You are in a carriage of the Orient Express, perhaps even in the lounge of a contemporary Nautilus.
Ready for an immobile journey that leaves you both in the city and far from it. An intimate setting without being intimidating, complicit and comforting with the oxidised brass, the velvet, the special lamps, the green onyx better than tablecloths, the sense of detail, the shagreen of the brass knives, the ceramics of the plates, the curtain that reveals a secret table, the skylight that invites the sky like rain and the wide, open kitchen, like a control room, like a small theatre within a theatre.